So I figured I’d spend my birthday with the Pope … seemed kind of appropriate.
So I started the day by having a look around his local church …
Then I read my kindle for an hour and a half as I shuffled my way into the Vatican museum …
I wandered around with the hordes rather overwhelmed by everything …
Then it was time to leave for my lunch appointment with the big P.
Just me and fifty godzillion other people that decided to turn up …
and then … there he was … if I held my camera up high enough and at just the right angle, I could just get a shot of him standing at his window …
But then I got sick of that so I walked back to my hotel with my birthday treat …
… and that was my birthday.
Sounds like a great day John.. especially the chocky cone at the end.. pity you didn't get invited for lunch with the pope that was a bit rude of him.. especially since it was your big 40!!